I originally wanted to do a monthly get together with some good friends, good weed, good food and a great movie. I was excited to play projectionist at home & turning people on to some amazing films. So what happened? It all started to sound like a hassle. All those people at my place. My dope all smoked up. It was so perfect in my mind, it was bound to get ruined. But the name was too good to let go of, so I thought, why not a blog?
Welcome to Marijuana Movie Night.
Before Mad Max Rockatansky, there was Cherry 2000. This bad bitch was a robot before she became a Working Girl. Go dig a future that Roger Corman would be proud to call his own (but it isn’t).
Make it a sativa high so you don't miss Morpheus. He’s in this too.